Words

Words: Ephemera

ephemera bingo card

Ephemera is going to be a tough word to incorporate into my characters’ thoughts.  To me, while ephemera itself tends to have a nostalgia to it, it’s a modern concept.  When I first started to learn about altered books and altered trading cards a decade ago (or more?) I also started collecting ephemera to build…

The Light of Twilight

Photo that inspired the writing prompt

(Originally posted with the title The Wonder of Twilight in response to a writing prompt by Amy Knepper on the Google+ Writer’s Discussion Group.) As the sun dropped below the mountains that surrounded San Raphael she watched the lights of the city come to life. First one or two, maybe those the less frugal had…

A Thousand Cats

Cat photo

“I would like to see anyone, prophet, king or God, convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.” ― Neil Gaiman Temple cats, of course, are worse than average cats. Rishi watched the temple cats lazing in the sun and wondered what it would be like to have fur –…

Words: Aah

Cannon Beach, Oregon Fall 2014

“Aah, my eyes!”  I spent too long working on the blog.  I’ve been staring at the computer screen way too long today, and my eyes are telling me about it. “Aah!  Inspiration!” I really hope that I set myself up for success with this today – re-tackling the Words project means that I have weekly…

What is a Flower Frog?

Art Pottery Frog-shaped Flower Frog

If you’re not into floral arranging or antiquing you may have never seen a flower frog.  Flower frogs, or floral frogs, aren’t amphibians that hang out in flower pots, they’re actually a floral arranging tool that secures the stems of flowers in the base of your vase or other display vessel.  Flower frogs can be…

Conquering Mocha Icebox Cookies

I conquered a fear tonight – I’m not talking something profound like coming to a peace agreement with spiders, or nimbly climbing up to the rooftop via ladder, no, my fear was icebox cookies.  They’re one of those recipes I’ve bookmarked and pinned and yet skirted around the edges of ever baking. Why are they…